Hokianga View

When Apollo and I went up to the Hokianga for a holiday a few months back, we woke up on our first full day there to this glorious view:

I rather get the impression Apollo was looking at the view inside while I was looking out across the harbour, though!

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Relaxing in the Hokianga Sunshine

Seems like I am so slow to get around to writing about my amazing experiences, these days! Earlier this year Apollo and I took a much-needed break and travelled up to the Hokianga, which was an area of New Zealand neither of us had been to before. We stayed at a friend’s holiday home for 5 glorious days, with absolutely nothing planned except relaxation time.

Relax we did! We slept in, fucked (on the very very creaky bed), read a whole bunch, fucked in the sunshine, played Scrabble, watched out-of-date TV shows, and fucked some more. Oh, and spent one day exploring the Hokianga area, too, but the photos from that exploration are for another post.

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Heated Spaces

A winter’s day.

Good company.

A hot fire, and no clothes…

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Labelling Me

I’ve been thinking about labels again. It’s one of those things I keep coming back to, not least because it impacts so heavily how I perceive, and am perceived by, the world. Labels are everywhere, and pretty much unavoidable.

A lot of people really dislike labels, feeling limited by the boxes they’re placed in. Which is understandable – who wants to be crammed into a musty overused damp square that is nothing like who they really are?

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Showing It All Off

What was I showing off? My udders and my arse – they were definitely on display at the party Hylas and I attended last month, celebrating the life and times of the Marquis de Sade.

Naturally, we needed to get some photos we took before heading in! (A little black dress slipped on nicely for the drive, and then slipped off again immediately after we arrived). My pet’s balcony once again provided the perfect backdrop for displaying my pretties.

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Birthday Burning

I turn thirty-six today – and I’ve had an incredibly awesome day! However the fun really got started a few days early, as on Friday night Enyo and I attended the awesome queer kinky party, Rough House (held at Basement) – and had lots of scratchy switchy sexy fun together, perved at lots of other folks having fun, and had some great conversations with friends and strangers alike. It was crowded and noisy and Satan Claus was in attendance with his big stick (and making good lubed up use of it, by the sounds of it), and it was a blast.

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Spunk on Me

When I write a tweet like this:

 

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Exhibiting the Self

For me being naked isn’t just about showing myself off for other people. It’s about being comfortable in my head, in my emotions, and in my skin.

I am very happy to be unclothed both indoors and out, by myself and with other people. But I do really enjoy the frisson of exhibitionism: of getting my kit off in places where folks could potentially see me – as well as at events where it’s accepted and welcomed. Part of the reason why the Scavenger Hunt appealed so much to me when it was introduced was because I really adore pushing those location limits!

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Housework in the House

This is not something I thought would be assumed. And it was assumed by one of the last people I assumed (heh) would ever assume it. Which just goes to show.

I’ve been reading Mistress Matisse‘s writings since long before I started blogging – probably by a couple of years – so what she’s had to say has had an influence on me for nigh on a decade now. Whether it’s her blogging, articles in The Stranger, or tweets, I appreciate her wit, insight and attitude.

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Backyard Dash

When Lauralyn mentioned she was going to do a self-portraiture dash competition, I was definitely in – how could I not enter something as awesome as that? I charged up my camera battery, fiddled about with my gorilla pod, and decided to explore the confines of our (relatively new) back yard.

When we moved in I’d spent some time figuring out the best spot to not be noticed by the neighbours, and placed the outdoor bathtub there. But that wasn’t where I wanted to take these pictures – it was a small area under trees, and just not right! So after walking around the house, and back again, and confusing the cats no end, I settled on the tool shed at the back of the property. Sure, at least three neighbours could see if they chose to look out their windows, but really – this is me and I don’t care.

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